hand!
What made me feel cold all over was the hand behind the hook.
There was actually an extremely delicate bracelet on that white palm—I had seen that bracelet on Xiao Baitang’s hand.
When I looked at Xiao Baitang in shock, she slowly turned her head and said, "Brother Wu Zhao, did you say that hand is mine?"
The masters of Xuan Jingsi turned around at the same time and showed their weapons to Xiao Baitang.
"No one is allowed to touch her!" I stood up and blocked the other person.
Xie Jingwen roared: "She has turned into a ghost. If we don't kill her, we will all die!"
"I don't care!" I pulled out the Rakshasa and pointed it at the other party, "Whoever takes another step forward will die!"
As I turned my back to the little sugar knife and pointed it at the Mirror Master, the sound of the iron hook whistling came from the air. This time, the flying iron hook did not touch the sorcerer lying on the ground, but passed through the gap in the crowd and hit the Mirror Master who was approaching from my side.
At the moment when the iron hook was about to come, the judge's pen in the sorcerer's hand also pressed my acupoints. I raised my knife to block the opponent's weapons, and held the opponent's pair of judge's pens in mid-air. The iron hook from the air also pierced the opponent's chest, and pulled him up in the air and pulled him out of the house.
Sun Xiaomei and the others looked up at the iron hook, ready to help, when the chain behind the iron hook suddenly shook out a wave-like curve. When the wave rushed from the back to the back of the hooked sorcerer, the iron hook inserted in his chest suddenly shook violently, and the sorcerer who was still screaming was immediately torn into pieces by the huge force transmitted from the iron hook, and blood was splattered into the sky. As the bloody corpse pieces fell in the air, everyone instinctively stepped back half a step. The iron hook pulled out of the corpse flew out of the house at this moment, hanging upside down in the black sky.
Outside the warehouse, all one could see was a small hand stretched out from the darkness and a blood-stained iron hook swinging.
In the warehouse, the atmosphere was tense and solemn. Everyone was carefully guarding against the iron hooks outside, and everyone was also on guard against Xiao Baitang.
When I glanced at Xiao Baitang, I saw that she had an exquisite iron hook in her hand, and on the tip of the hook was hanging a dying warlock.
The sorcerer's figure was only half a foot long, but his facial features were clearly visible. It was the sorcerer who had just been blown into pieces - was it Xiao Baitang who hooked his soul
Xiao Baitang raised his head and looked at me while holding the iron hook. He said, "Brother Wu Zhao, you didn't really save me last time. My body is out, but my soul is still in the ghost realm. I am the soul-chasing messenger..."
Little White Sugar's tears flowed unconsciously: "Don't come looking for me, leave quickly, no one can survive in the ghost realm. The only way to survive is with that hunchback. Find him, and you will find a chance to survive."
Before Xiao Baitang could finish his words, the wall behind him had been blown into pieces by an external force. An iron hook came out of nowhere and instantly entangled Xiao Baitang's body, and the sharp hook tip suddenly touched Xiao Baitang's shoulder.
"Stop!" Ye Jin and I rushed forward at the same time, but we were still a step too slow, and the half-foot iron hook passed through her shoulder and body. Ye Jin grabbed the chain behind the hook without waiting for the iron hook to pull back: "Zhaozi, hurry!"
I drew my sword, lifted the Rakshasa into the air, and chopped at the chains. Before the surging Qi from the Rakshasa could even start a whistling wind, I heard the God of Death sneer and say, "If you want her to end up like that warlock, you can just chop her down with your sword and try!"
I was so frightened that I suddenly put away my sword, and the long sword suddenly stopped a few inches away from the iron chain. At the same time, the iron chain held by Ye Jin rebounded outward, first sending Ye Jin flying and then hitting my sword. The Rakshasa in my hand suddenly rose into the air and dragged me back three steps before I barely pushed it back to its original position.
Ye Jin and I were only a moment away from where we were when Xiao Baitang was dragged out of the wall by the iron chain. The Grim Reaper who dragged Xiao Baitang away held Xiao Baitang in one hand and pointed at me with the other: "The second person to be killed should have been you, but this Xiao Baitang risked her life to change the target. Since she is willing to die for you, I will give you a chance. As long as you can figure out the way out of the ghost realm, I can let you go."
After the death finished speaking, he took Xiao Baitang and disappeared into the darkness. Xie Jingwen said excitedly: "Wu Zhao, calculate quickly, as long as you can calculate the way, we will be saved!"
As I looked at Xie Jingwen coldly, I held Luosha tightly with one hand and turned to Lin Jingyuan: "Master Lin, what do you say?"
Lin Jingyuan said calmly: "You are the leader, whatever you want, I will fully cooperate with you."
Xie Jingwen said anxiously: "Wu Zhao, what are you waiting for? Isn't it just a woman? How much do you want? I will give you as much as you want after we get out! It's just a little girl, it's not worth so many of us risking our lives for her!"
I turned to Sun Xiaomei with cold eyes: "What about you?"
Sun Xiaomei said without hesitation: "You calculate the core of the ghost realm! If we can't bring back the "True Solution of the Formless Form", we will all die. Rather than dying by family law, it is better to die in the ghost realm. At least our families can still receive preferential treatment from the Xuanjing Division."
"Family rules are ruthless. We deserve the crime of retreating in the face of battle, but our families do not."
Sun Xiaomei's words were equivalent to telling the warlocks of the Xuanjing Division not to have any illusions about getting away unscathed. If they failed to complete the mission, their families would also be implicated. The warlocks of the Xuanjing Division, who had been tempted just now, all changed their expressions and silently returned to their original positions.
Xie Jingwen was anxious: "Xiao... Master's Wife, we have Master to protect us, so why should we be afraid of the family rules?"
Sun Xiaomei lowered her voice and said, "Don't forget, what is your brother's purpose? Also, do you think he deliberately let you in because he really wants to give you a chance for revenge? Your brother has an illegitimate child outside."
Xie Jingwen was suddenly struck by lightning, his whole body trembling as he spoke in a trembling voice: "You mean, Master..."
Sun Xiaomei glared at the other person fiercely, and finally swallowed back Xie Jingwen's words.
I nodded to the two women, sat cross-legged back in my original position, and threw the ghost eye coins again. As the three ghost eye coins passed in front of my eyes one after another, I still saw a mess of silk threads.
Three ghost coins fell to the ground, and Ye Jin rushed up first: "How is it?"
I gritted my teeth and said, "I still don't see anything!"
"It's over! It's over now!" Xie Jingwen collapsed to the ground. "This time, even the last chance is gone! I told you not to think about that. I should have thought about how to survive and rushed out and ran away!"
"Shut up!" Sun Xiaomei couldn't help but yelled, "How far can you run to? Can you escape the blood demand from the Killing Hall?"
"Protect me, and I'll settle the score with you!" I gritted my teeth and stood up.
This is the third time I have used the ghost eye money to predict the same thing in one day. Fortune tellers have a saying that "nothing happens more than three times", which means: you cannot predict the same thing three times in a row in the same day.
In that case, it is equivalent to reversing the human hexagram. In fact, the hexagram is a combination of man and hexagram, with the cultivation of man and the magic of hexagram each accounting for 5 points. Calculating the same thing three times in a row is equivalent to saying that people have begun to stop believing in the hexagram and have to calculate a satisfactory result to seek psychological comfort.
The reason why "nothing is more than three times" is a taboo among fortune tellers is not because reading more hexagrams is against the will of heaven, but because it is a blasphemy against the law of fortune telling. The fortune teller no longer believes in his inherited method psychologically, so the magic in the secret method will naturally leave him, which is equivalent to cutting himself off from the way of fortune telling.
This is my last chance!
After I sat cross-legged, I pulled out a dagger from my body and placed it across my knees: "Ye Jin, if Gui Qian falls to the ground without calculating anything, I will activate the Wu family's secret method and use my heart blood to peek into the secrets of heaven. I won't die, but I will be seriously injured. No matter what happens later, don't stop me, otherwise, I will get hurt even more."
Ye Jin was about to say something, but I spoke first: "Xiao Baitang and I still rely on you to save us, don't act capriciously."
Ye Jin nodded and stepped aside, but he never put away the machete in his hand.
When I held the three ghost coins again, Lin Jingyuan suddenly said, "Mr. Wu, why don't you try other methods? For example, look for Xue Ling'er."
I suddenly looked at Lin Jingyuan. She was right. When I first calculated, I saw two people in the ghost eye money, one was the god of death and the other was the hunchback. They were both the key to breaking the situation, but I ignored another person who had not appeared, that was Xue Ling'er.
There must be one person between the God of Death and the hunchback who is the incarnation of Zhan Wuxiang. If we can find him, we can break the ghost domain situation. Xue Ling'er, who entered the ghost domain in advance, either died in a corner of the ghost domain or has reached the center of the ghost domain. The chance of betting on one of the two is greater than my forcible calculation of the ghost domain center. But...
Xue Ling'er is one of the targets of Xuan Jingsi entering the ghost realm. If I take Lin Jingyuan to find Xue Ling'er, isn't that equivalent to exposing her to the enemy's knife
Zhan Qing is Dou Ma's adopted son after all, and I can see her feelings for him. If Xue Ling'er were to get into trouble, how would I explain it to Dou Ma, and how would I explain it to Zhan Qing, whom I had never met before
I looked up at Lin Jingyuan: "Can you let Xue Ling'er go?"
Lin Jingyuan said: "You can rely on your own ability to lead Xue Ling'er out. If you can get out of the ghost realm, you can take her back to Jiuchong Pavilion; if you can't take her out, we will take Xue Ling'er back to Xuanjing Division."
Before I could say anything, Ye Jin had already said, "Zhaozi, you are afraid of nothing. At worst, you can kill him and turn the world upside down! I don't believe that our two lives combined are not as good as Xue Ling'er's."
I looked at Ye Jin in surprise. Ye Jin's idea was very simple, that is, to exchange life for life. In his opinion, even if we can't take Xue Ling'er away, giving her our lives as compensation is also an explanation. (To be continued)